Shakespeare is my homeboy
There's that happy things list for a week meme THING, and today has been a good day so far, so it's probably an excellent place to start it.
1. I DID ME SOME SOCIAL INTERACTION. Possible Fangirl Girl sat next to me in Creative Writing, and although I was initially too tired to do much more than wave blearily at her (from, yes, 10cm away. Hand actions are all I'm good for in the morning) by the end of the three hours I'd got some vending machine caffeine in me and we'd bonded over Green Wing, Tamsin Greig, how much we hate Zeffirelli's Romeo and Juliet, and possible things to do with a drawer full of condoms.
1b. Then I bumped into another Creative Writing girl at the bus stop (we were both ditching Critical Practices), and we ended up chatting for like half an hour waiting for and then on the bus. YES SHUT UP THIS IS AN ACHIEVEMENT. I didn't even get ridiculously panicked whenever there was a lull in the conversation.
1c. I love that I can swear in classes now, and the tutors will just lol instead of being scandalised. 'SHAKESPEARE WOULDN'T GIVE A SHIT,' I exclaimed. 'Excellent point, Tree,' Rupert agreed.
2. Ditched Critical Practices. Went into town instead and got myself a rather awesome blue backpack for a fiver (the reason why I went into town in the first place) and a set of make-up brushes (not the reason why I went into town in the first place.) Thing of the past = annoying foam applicators.
3. Had me a chai latte in Cafe Nero, and then I ended up writing a bit of a WIP. Fuck yeah. Maybe I'll get chai latte in Truro station tomorrow, and then wincest it up on the train home.
4. HOME TOMORROW UNF. Rather tragically, my mum sent me a wee care package of newspaper clippings and photos and Mel Gibson's Incestuous Hamlet a few weeks ago, but she missed 6p of postage, so I had to send off a handling fee and only got it today. BUT STILL. Newspaper clippings! Photos! Incest!
5. Jared Padalecki is fucking ridiculous. *_*
Post title = something I actually said to Possible Fangirl Girl. idek. Vending machine tea on an empty stomach. Perhaps I read it somewhere.
1. I DID ME SOME SOCIAL INTERACTION. Possible Fangirl Girl sat next to me in Creative Writing, and although I was initially too tired to do much more than wave blearily at her (from, yes, 10cm away. Hand actions are all I'm good for in the morning) by the end of the three hours I'd got some vending machine caffeine in me and we'd bonded over Green Wing, Tamsin Greig, how much we hate Zeffirelli's Romeo and Juliet, and possible things to do with a drawer full of condoms.
1b. Then I bumped into another Creative Writing girl at the bus stop (we were both ditching Critical Practices), and we ended up chatting for like half an hour waiting for and then on the bus. YES SHUT UP THIS IS AN ACHIEVEMENT. I didn't even get ridiculously panicked whenever there was a lull in the conversation.
1c. I love that I can swear in classes now, and the tutors will just lol instead of being scandalised. 'SHAKESPEARE WOULDN'T GIVE A SHIT,' I exclaimed. 'Excellent point, Tree,' Rupert agreed.
2. Ditched Critical Practices. Went into town instead and got myself a rather awesome blue backpack for a fiver (the reason why I went into town in the first place) and a set of make-up brushes (not the reason why I went into town in the first place.) Thing of the past = annoying foam applicators.
3. Had me a chai latte in Cafe Nero, and then I ended up writing a bit of a WIP. Fuck yeah. Maybe I'll get chai latte in Truro station tomorrow, and then wincest it up on the train home.
4. HOME TOMORROW UNF. Rather tragically, my mum sent me a wee care package of newspaper clippings and photos and Mel Gibson's Incestuous Hamlet a few weeks ago, but she missed 6p of postage, so I had to send off a handling fee and only got it today. BUT STILL. Newspaper clippings! Photos! Incest!
5. Jared Padalecki is fucking ridiculous. *_*
Post title = something I actually said to Possible Fangirl Girl. idek. Vending machine tea on an empty stomach. Perhaps I read it somewhere.